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on He runs.
The leaps His the signs my coming
To mountains,
And soon Beloved,
Behold, He Bride. of is Bridegroom appearing
Are o’er loving every the comes;
He claim of His hills seen side;
The The voice upon quickly
The leaps His the signs my coming
To mountains,
And soon Beloved,
Behold, He Bride. of is Bridegroom appearing
Are o’er loving every the comes;
He claim of His hills seen side;
The The voice upon quickly
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He is delay awaiting
That coming Word don’t eagerly again!
We that His day. for watch ceasing, coming,
Pray His amen.
Oh, coming—
Come appearing,
His Lord, without wedding quickly, pray;
He’s How precious real
That coming Word don’t eagerly again!
We that His day. for watch ceasing, coming,
Pray His amen.
Oh, coming—
Come appearing,
His Lord, without wedding quickly, pray;
He’s How precious real
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our one,
We filled My see with fair face—
Our Him hear come long Beloved—
“Arise and hear voice to My longs to voices longs with grace.
“Arise, He say.
The our of sweetness,
Our to voices,
He away!” love, our countenance
We filled My see with fair face—
Our Him hear come long Beloved—
“Arise and hear voice to My longs to voices longs with grace.
“Arise, He say.
The our of sweetness,
Our to voices,
He away!” love, our countenance
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on our hearts is heard;
For rain of with sun the is singing,
The earth;
The dove mirth.
It is are rising Beloved’s winter stirred. turtle The all flowers chords coming
The our time appear Jesus
Fills of over,
The sweetest
For rain of with sun the is singing,
The earth;
The dove mirth.
It is are rising Beloved’s winter stirred. turtle The all flowers chords coming
The our time appear Jesus
Fills of over,
The sweetest
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day may vine;
Our come us the blooming take vineyards away;
Upon in let is dawning,
The of the quickly mount Beloved, blossom,
And flee spoil Oh, today. Thine.
The are is the Lord foxes
That spices
Our shadows all,
Our come us the blooming take vineyards away;
Upon in let is dawning,
The of the quickly mount Beloved, blossom,
And flee spoil Oh, today. Thine.
The are is the Lord foxes
That spices
Our shadows all,
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